Chapter 106

Gu fan, a 17-year-old general who had never been on the battlefield in other people's eyes, had already made great achievements in despising the whole southwest Shuntian army. Gu fan also knew that it was useless to be greedy, so he gave up the idea of pursuing.

Watching the last line of barbarian cavalry slowly disappear out of sight with the rising sun, Gu fan felt that countless cold sweat overflowed behind him, and he almost fell down. At this moment, two people rushed to the wooden platform. In the moment of hesitation, Gu fan didn't say a word to him. One person hugged him and the other person lifted his feet. He picked him up and carried him down the wooden platform.

Gu fan came back and saw that the man in front was Li Xiaolang and the man behind was Zheng Jun. he cried out: "what do you want to do? Put me down Suddenly, they rushed into the battle. Countless soldiers cheered and threw down their weapons and shields, and rushed towards them.

"You... You... What are you doing? Put... Put me down! " Gu fan suddenly saw so many soldiers coming towards him. The young general, who was still calm and calm in the face of tens of thousands of barbarians, was at a loss for a moment. But at this time, after the stimulation just now, his hands were soft and his feet were soft. He could not make any effort at all, so he could only shout aloud.

Gu fan only felt that Li Xiaolang and Zheng Jun, who were in front of and behind him, called out a few chants, "one, two, three..." then Gu fan only felt that his body was thrown up high, and Gu fan only felt that he was caught by countless hands when he fell down, and then he was thrown up high in a neat chant, such as dozens of times, Gu fan felt as if he had been thrown up and down again and again in the ocean of enthusiasm. With him, countless helmets with red tassels were thrown up.

The soldier who had just made up his mind to die and died for his country suddenly retreated without blood, so almost everyone was immersed in the great joy of the rest of his life. Gu fan, the young and outstanding commander, has naturally become the existence that all soldiers love and even worship!

"One, two, three!" In the last cheering sound, Gu fan was thrown into the air again, and then three pairs of big hands steadily caught him. It was Meng Wuhen, Li Xiaolang and Zheng Jun. Meng Wuhen puts Gu fan down and claps his big hands on Gu fan's shoulder. He looks up and laughs. Under the influence of Meng Wuhen, Li Xiaolang and Zheng Jun also raised their heads and burst into laughter. Then more and more people burst into laughter. In a flash, the whole open space in front of Lincang City turned into a sea of joy.

But Gu fan was picked up and thrown up dozens of times like an object. He felt dizzy and swollen. He almost stood unsteadily with garlic under his feet. Being supported by three people, Gu fan pushed hard and faintly. The silver dragon helmet fell down and covered his face. With a big tongue, he spat out the first dirty words of his life: "fuck me!"

The next day, Ming Hui, the head of the rosefinch department, sent a letter of congratulation from Kuaima. Gu fan received the messenger, opened it on the spot, frowned, and saw that the wording of Ming Hui's congratulatory letter was extremely elegant, and he did his best to present it. He praised Gu fan's noble deeds of leading the red flag officers and soldiers to kill the prisoners for the country, and praised Gu fan's ability to lead the troops, bravery and resourcefulness, which is unparalleled in today's country. But when Gu fan saw the small words on the last line of the congratulatory letter, which recorded the rewards and gifts, he frowned, stretched out his right hand, pinched his three fingers together, and turned his mouth.

Five hundred taels of gold, one hundred pieces of cloth and two hundred jars of wine. Gu fan was not happy, but he was not polite. He took all the orders and piled them into the storehouse of Lincang City. Later, out of politeness, Gu fan arranged a table of food and wine for the messengers in the restaurant in the city. During the dinner, Gu fan and four chieftains took turns to fight. In a short time, he put each other down from the messengers to the porters. The last five people tilted their eyes and looked at a group of people on the wine table. They even laughed with exultation at the same time.

Zheng Jun, sitting next to Gu fan, put his legs with black hair on the chair next to him, put a piece of meat in his mouth, and said half jokingly, "little Marquis, people don't give enough gifts. It's unnecessary for us to put on such a posture to reorganize the leader of Ming Hui's family."

Meng Wuhen, next to Zheng Jun, took a sip of the wine and said with a smile, "actually, if they increase their gifts by half, I'd like to put some water and let one or two of them go back to tell the news..."

"What do you want to send back?" Next to Xie Yuxiang stretched out his hand and put a few peanuts into his mouth.

Meng Wuhen cleared his throat, pretended to be on the floor, raised his face and said: "well... Go back and tell commander Minghui that your gift is less... If we don't double it, we'll all stay here..."

As soon as the words came to an end, a mouthful of wine that Li Xiaolang still had in his mouth burst out. Several sober people on the wine table laughed together, put down their chopsticks and laughed.

Gu fan patted on the table, forced to suppress the smile on his face, said to Meng Wuchen: "Lao Meng, you think you are a kidnapper!" Then he ordered to the other three chieftains around him: "let's go together and pour down the kidnapper first!"

"Aha! Come on, who's afraid of who? " Meng Wuchen grabs the bowl in front of him, pours a full bowl, and then drinks with his head raised“ Xiao Lang, I'm very kind to you. Ok... I'll not dry this bowl yet... "" Zheng Jun... Then you're not interesting enough... "" ah... Thank you for your backwater... "" OK... Ok... Xiao Hou ye, i... I really can't drink it! "“ Half an hour later, Gu fan's face turned red and a drunk man came down the stairs. Behind him, the cup was in a mess. Twenty strong men were lying on the wine table like dead fish, The vegetable juice mixed with the spilled wine gave off a strong and different pungent taste. Gu fan had just come down the stairs when he saw a herald with a red tassel coming quickly. He quickly came forward to hold Gu fan and complained: "I have found you, young Marquis... How can I drink like this?" Gu fan's eyes were dim and drunk. He breathed heavily at the messenger. Then he gave a loud hiccup and asked, "what's the matter?"“ Little Marquis... How can you meet the emissary like this? " The messenger quickly covered his nose and murmured“ messenger? Who's home again? " Gu fan felt puzzled“ Ying Beihou! I'm writing you a congratulatory letter from the Marquis of the North! " The herald whispered in Gu fan's ear“ Yes! North! Hou Gu fan opened his eyes to see the herald for a moment, reached out his hand to get rid of his support, stumbled forward, and murmured: "isn't that Guan Haotian? Tell him to deliver it in person... "Gu Fan said it with Gu Yun's tone when he was drunk. This sentence scared the next Herald's face. He quickly came forward to help Gu fan and muttered:" bad, bad, not only drunk, I'm still drunk... I can't let the young Marquis see the emissary of Yingbei Marquis today... "He wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and said:" otherwise, there will be a big trouble! " Later, Gu fan didn't know how he was helped back to his bedroom by the herald, lay down in a daze, and then fell asleep until noon the next day. Gu fan stretches to get up, puts on his armor, goes out of the door and meets the messenger sent by the northern Hou Guanhao. The messenger in gorgeous clothes hands a volume of letter to Gu fan, and then respectfully steps aside, waiting for Gu fan's reply. Gu fan murmured in his heart, how did the old man learn to be polite? But as soon as he unfolded the cloth, he regretted it... And his intestines were blue. The texture is clear and elegant. On the sandalwood scented cloth, there is only a line of big characters, which is Guan Haotian's rough strokes: "you boy, cow!" Gu fan shook his cloth and scolded in his heart, "how big an official you are, how rude you are!" It's a great contrast with the beautiful wording of commander Minghui, and the reward given by Guan Haotian is also a great contrast! Five thousand taels of gold, three thousand pieces of cloth and silk, and two thousand jars of fine wine were specially provided by the northern Marquis's house. The emissary stood beside Gu fan and said in a respectful voice, "the Marquis also sent another bottle of pills to Gu Qiwei, saying that it's a special reward for you." As soon as Gu fan heard the spirit, he could not wait to open the white porcelain bottle in his envious eyes. After smelling it, he frowned. Without saying a word, he put the elixir into his pocket and arched his hand to the emissary, saying, "thank you very much for the reward of the northern marquis. Gu fan led the red flag to honor the country, The emissary said with an ambiguous smile: "Lord Hou asked his subordinates to take a message to you. As long as you fight well, the rosefinch department will be yours sooner or later."“ Er... "Gu fan was speechless for a moment, thinking that this guy would say everything... Fortunately, he was surrounded by his own people. It would be bad if Ming Hui heard him.